Thank you for making my morning with the Tom Hardy MySpace stuff.

Nope, I didn’t experience any pain! And it makes me feel weird that I didn’t!

I started shaving in fourth grade too! Not because of boys, or social pressure; it was because I had to wear tights for ballet, and my thick, Sicilian leg hair made wearing them incredibly uncomfortable. I asked to shave, and my mother, who’d had the same problems when she was younger, agreed. Funnily, most of my…

She ruled! Spy, female playwright, suspicious origins? Now that’s a role model I can get behind.

I love you for the Aphra Behn reference.

Wait, do you guys not remember who Rebecca Martinson is? She’s the deranged sorority email girl. Take that as you will.

I split my pants in half at a bar doing the same thing. Everyone saw. Peak Caucasity, few regrets.

I say this as an Agnostic—this is an incredibly annoying comment.

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